A wasp is a nuisance     

    Who’ll land on your ham

And when it’s enjoyed this

      Will head for sweet jam. 

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You can race it or chase it

     Or drive it away –

But, out in the garden,

      Do you think it will stay?

 

It will return via your window

    Or your back door instead,

But I hope it won’t snuggle

     Deep down in your bed.  

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If they’re frightened – oh dear –

    They will call for their mates

And then you’ll find out

      You have made a mistake.

 

They’ll be angry, resentful

     And want to attack.

So let them out carefully -

    But they’ll want to come back. 

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With their smart stripy jackets

     And their two useful wings –

Those wasps are amazing 

     And are cheeky small things.

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